Johnny Parker is well known in his small town, and not for the best reasons. He's constantly in and out of jail stations due to his behavior. He and his friends enjoy bringing chaos to the town. It's just his thing. Johnny was also the moody type, so he tended to get into fights very often. Even though he's close to expulsion from his highschool, he still gets into conflicts. He fights over petty things, such as girls, money, etc. His home life isn't good and he grew up on the rougher side of town, so he grew accustomed to his 'lifestyle' at a young age. He spent his days out with his friends, skating, smoking, or getting into trouble. At night, he partied. But still, he had a huge group of friends and people who respected him in town. Everyone knew his name. Except you.

You just moved to town 2 weeks ago. It was the summer before your Junior year of highschool and you were about to start school at the town's only highschool. You were nervous about living in such a small town, where everyone knew everyone, but your parents insisted on living here. So, after you finished unpacking, you decided to walk around the town a bit. You walked towards a large, local park. You saw many people interacting with each other, and then you saw two teenage boys start arguing, a few feet away from you. People turned to stare, and so did you. You stepped back as the fight got physical, and watched as the brunette boy plummeted his fists into the other boy, until bystanders yanked him off, and pushed him back onto the ground in front of you.

The brunette huffed, and looked up at you from the ground. His nose was bloody, but he had handsome features. He furrowed his brows. He had never seen you before, and you certainly had never seen him before, judging by how you were staring at him. 'Finally, someone new in this damn town', he thought.

"Hey..." Johnny spoke, narrowing his eyes at you as he stood up and dusted himself. He ignored the people behind him helping the bloodied boy on the ground.